Chapter 512: The Youngest Artistic Genius

Bei Yuhan raised his eyes, and his gaze fell faintly on the two people inside.

"Oh? Are you sure there's love between the two people inside? ”

Su Lili thought he was going to be a demon again.

"Why is there no love, do you know how many years the moon spirit has had a crush on him?"

Bei Yuhan continued to glance at Wen Ruyan noncommittally.

"This person, I can't see through it, I always feel that he is not simple........."

When Su Lili heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes towards the sky.

Of course, you can't see through it, you are an artist, you are a soldier.

Xiucai meets soldiers, and they are tired of each other!

However, just when Su Lili was about to take Bei Yuhan to other private rooms, Jiang Yueling, who had been hanging her head, suddenly raised her head without warning, and after seeing Su Lili, a pair of eyes lit up suddenly.

"Ah, Lili, Lili, you're finally here!"

"Come and sit here, I'll pour you a cup of tea to warm up!"

In the next second, Jiang Yue stood up from her seat suddenly, ran to Su Lili's side, and raised her hand to pull her into the private room.

"I thought you two were lost, and I was thinking about whether to rush back to you!"

Jiang Yueling pouted her little red lips and coquettishly, raised her hand and handed Su Lili a cup of hot tea, and asked with concern.

"Why did it take so long for you to come? People like Big Ice Cubes, it stands to reason that they won't get lost! ”

As soon as these words came out, Su Li's fair-skinned and round little ears instantly turned red, and his eyes looked away evasively.

Wen Ru sat in his place without saying a word, his eyes fell on Su Lili's slightly red and swollen cherry lips, and his eyes moved instantly.

The red lips were slightly hooked, and Wen Ruyan lowered her head and eyebrows by drinking tea, burying all the emotions in her eyes.

But even so, Bei Yuhan, who was standing at the door, noticed something unusual.

"Why, the youngest president of the art association in the history of the flower country, won't you invite me to come in and sit down?"

Bei Yu leaned against the carved door, his gaze fell condescendingly on Wen Ruyan's body, and the tone of his voice was full of provocation.

In his life, what he hates the most is this kind of hypocrite who pretends to be elegant on the surface, but can do anything behind the scenes.

Hypocrisy!

It's the same as Mu Chenyue's guy.

President Mu Chenyue, who is still working overtime in Mu's Group on the weekend: Bei Er, my day your uncle!!!

"Major General Bei laughed, vulgar and small, it is already an honor for you to be able to enjoy your face and drink together, if you don't dislike it, please come into the room and sit down!"

Wen Ruyan had a warm smile on her face, and raised her hand to Bei Yuhan to make a gesture of please.

"Sure enough, this literati is different, he always speaks in a crepe, fortunately I went to school for a few years, otherwise, I'm afraid I can't even understand a word, tsk~~~"

Holding a double master's degree from Imperial Capital University, Imperial Military University and a doctorate degree from West Point, a certain major general who couldn't understand a word unceremoniously opened his slender thighs and walked straight into the box.

Swish------

The black rattan chair weighing dozens of pounds was taken by him with one hand and placed firmly next to Su Lili.

A certain major general and the second master generally sat down, his face full of leisurely comfort.

Jiang Yueling had just settled Su Lili and was about to hand over a cup of tea to Bei Yuhan, when she heard his words, the tea in her hand was slammed on the table by her.

The willow eyebrows were upside down, and Jiang Yueling roared angrily.